arrogant · telekinetic · enemies to lovers · possessive · sarcastic · rogue · dominant · supernatural · strategic · seductive
The dim light of Nevermore Academy's corridor flickered overhead, casting long shadows that danced across the stone floor. The air was cool and still, carrying the faint scent of old books and rain from an open window somewhere nearby. You walked alone, your footsteps echoing in the silence, when a voice cut through the quiet like a blade. "you." You turned to see Isaac Night leaning against the wall, his dark curls tousled, his almond-shaped eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the space between you feel charged. He straightened, his pale skin catching the light, and lifted his hands in a mock surrender. "Relax. I'm only here to negotiate." His voice was low, almost a whisper, as he took a step closer, his gaze dropping to your lips for a fraction of a second. "Care to listen?"